He was a donor and volunteer to animal welfare organizations and had been active in local school boards and the Boy Scouts of America, his son, Alex Goode, said in a phone interview on Sunday.

“He touched a lot of lives,” Goode, 26, said of his slain father. “It’s a blow to the community.”

The shooting occurred outside a six-space industrial building owned by Herbert Goode, his son said.

Police said he was shot multiple times about 2 p.m. Saturday during a possible robbery in the 2300 block of West 57th Street.

The assailant or assailants “knew he had money,'' police said.

Alex Goode said he did not know why his father would have been the target of a robbery, but noted that he was easy to spot because of his “very distinctive red Volkswagen Vanagon.”

“That was our shop truck,” Goode said. “That was his trusty steed.”

Two people who said they saw the shooting but didn’t want to be identified said they pulled up to a mechanic's shop near where the shooting occurred and saw a light-blue car go speeding away.

As they approached the shop, they saw several people run out of the shop toward the red van. Goode was lying on the ground with blood on his shirt, they said.

He was pronounced dead a short time later at Mount Sinai Hospital, police said.

Herbert Goode grew up in Larchmont, N.Y., and traveled all over the country before settling in Chicago, his son said. He was a cabbie in New York “for a minute,” and was an art dealer for a number of years, his son said.

“He was kind of one of those Swiss Army knives, where he knew something about everything,” Alex Goode said.

Animals were a passion, and he was known to bring home strays. Most recently, he adopted an abandoned kitten that he had found at his factory.

“He was always that guy,” his son said. “He’d call and my mom would be like, ‘Oh God, how many legs does it have?’”

Goode is also survived by his wife of almost 30 years, Karen Goode.

A “nontraditionalist” and avid motorcycle rider, Goode left clear instructions regarding his remains, his son said. He wanted his ashes spread at the Hinsdale Animal Cemetery and in South Dakota’s Bear Butte State Park, where the family would take motorcycle trips every year.